Vincent felt the shift from his side to hear Dante. "No. Dante. You can't in your state. It seems the lycan will have his prey for what happened...he stands and tries sit Dante back down. "Give me a moment. I'll get us to the Ballroom. I need to recollect myself." Getting himself together be helps Dante as his crutch to get him to the ballroom. 

The hawk screeched as she swooped down and shifted, her feet touched the floor with a soft tap and ran to Ana. "Miss Ana!" She turns to the guards. "We need a medic, now!" She orders, her mind switching back to the militant mindset. 

The wolf launged himself at the lone figure on the ground. His instincts to tear the prey apart. So he went for their throat, to shake a tear till they were lifeless in his jaw.